dragojustine: (Reality ruins my life)
Took LSAT.

So, that happened.

People have been defriending me left and right, and I deserve it. Hopefully I will be a, you know, real person again after I finish the move?

In the meantime, there's this vid. And I point this out because... okay, here's the thing... because I desperately want an SGA teamshippy vid to that song. So much team joy! So much dorky silliness! So much minor character love! Is that not the best OTTeam song ever?

Seriously, if Sweet Charity was still running, I would spend money on this. Big money. If you are a competent vidder? I would pay you in fic. I mean, actual fic, to spec and on deadline and everything. Seriously. And also give you my firstborn child, possibly.

That was all.
dragojustine: (Hardison)
Point the First: I am having good luck with obscure movies lately. Where the Heart Is was almost embarrassingly adorable (not to mention surreal, bizarre, hilarious, and highly entertaining). Treed Murray was actually quite good- good in a very particular, writerly, theater-feeling kind of way. Actually, it reminded me of nothing so much as Twelve Angry Men, though I'd have a hard time justifying that comparison. In any case, the script was good, I enjoyed the one-set feel, and Hewlett absolutely carried the movie... except for the times when he was outshone by the startlingly magnetic, charismatic, powerful Cle Bennett as Shark the gang leader. And the last Hewlett thing I grabbed, Cube (which has been on my "SF cult movies" to-watch list for years) was creepy as fuck oh my god. So, all in all, I'm liking my movie-picking mojo right now.

Point the Second: In twelve hours, [livejournal.com profile] bdblack will be here. With luck, this will help immensely with the current funk.

Point the Third: [livejournal.com profile] wyomingnot talked to me about Leverage.

This makes me think: Surely somewhere out there is the crossover/fusion/AU that puts Alec Hardison and Rodney McKay in a room together. It must exist. Think about it.

(Seriously, if Rodney's life had taken only a slightly different turn, he could totally have become a brilliant cyber-criminal. And Rodney would be, like, the old acknowledged master, and Hardison would be the up-and-coming arrogant pup with no respect and they would totally hate each other and then somehow the Leverage team and the SGA team (Spies Getting Awesome! Because John thought the acronym sounded cool. Rodney cannot remember why they ever started letting John name things, but Ronon and Teyla don't care what they're called) end up working the same job. This has the added advantage of having Eliot and Ronon in the same room too, possibly beating each other up. While Rodney and Hardison snark a lot.

If somebody gave me the plot for the job, I would totally write this, but I can't imagine somebody hasn't already)
dragojustine: (plot bunnies)
Thing 1: Merlin )

Anyway, I strongly sense a long ramble coming about what those magic elements have been, in the past, and why Arthurian legend is solid magic for me but so far Merlin isn't, and what the zing could be in Merlin but the show is so far failing to give me.

Thing 2: Vid )

I'm just saying, if I could vid, that's what I'd vid.
dragojustine: (plot bunnies)
I have the flu from hell. Got five hours of sleep last night, and three the night before. Turns out the only cold medicine I had around had an expiration date in 2006, and I had to work for 10 hours before I could buy more. And I was sucking down cough drops the entire time which, if memory serves, I bought during the trip to NY in '04. *wince* Plus, I made my jello with too much water and it didn't set properly, but by the time I realized that, I couldn't bring myself to go out and find any other food.

Thus endeth the tale of woe. (I am vertical and showered now, so that helps)

I am afraid to watch Vegas. Partly because I heard all about the premise and missing characters, and, you know, that sounds like a sort of awesome mid-season one-off episode... but not right now! Not so close to the end! Also because it brings us one closer to The End, and I can't bear it. It's like last year, when I refused to watch the season endings of Torchwood or Supernatural for almost two months.

Fic I want more than life itself: )

(Yes. I know. I just outlined the Mary Sue to end all Mary Sues. Don't worry, I won't actually do it. Just... *wistful*)
dragojustine: (Writing)
You totally don't have to read the navel-gazing; just skip to the poll!

Writing navel gazing: about titles )

Anyway, I find myself curious about other people, so this is the part where I bat my eyelashes and beg you all prettily to take my polls. Please?

[Poll #1264463]

[Poll #1264464]

And anything you want to tell me in comments, of course!
dragojustine: (plot bunnies)
There is claiming going on for the next round of [livejournal.com profile] rounds_of_kink. That community is a bad thing because their deadlines are so short that I can't ever claim a prompt because I know I can't finish anything that fast... but every time, I look at the prompts, and every time, I get attacked by psycho porn plot-bunnies!

Like these. )

I don't want to have SGA plot bunnies. I WANT to be obsessed with the SG1 amnesia story, and actually get it finished, and then do some SPN. But no, all the interesting prompts had to be SGA...

I can't help it. This is just what my mind does! *headdesk*
dragojustine: (plot bunnies)
Possible TMI (I am sick and therefore disgusting) )

Plot bunny, free to a good home: So, in my extensive time being sickly, I've been watching Dancing With the Stars. (Speaking of which, could I just casually mention that I am nursing a big fat crush on one of their pro dancers, Derek Hough? That is all.)

And then I was thinking about RPS fic where Jared and Jensen are contestants (because... come on. Awesome!) And then I realized that the only thing more awesome than that would be AU RPS. Jared is a candidate on Dancing With the Stars, you see, and Jensen is one of the pro dancers on the show. And Jensen is good friends with the pro dancer Jared is paired with, so the four of them (you know, Jensen and his star and Jared and his pro) all become really good friends in the first few weeks of the show. Except then Jensen's star gets voted off, in the same week that Jared's pro suffers some debilitating (but non-lethal and temporary, because this is a happy story!) injury, right before the live show, with no time to get a replacement. And instead of bringing in a new pro (because there's no time!) Jared and Jensen just dance the routine together. And it sort of goes from there...
dragojustine: (Chuck smiles)
Only 15 more days till I go home for Christmas!

Successful days of writing: 9

Random: I really, really, really want to play "Girls with Guitars" on Guitar Hero. I LOVE that song.

So I wrote a SPN/Chuck little crossover sentence and then I couldn't stop thinking about the idea. Then (unrelatedly) [livejournal.com profile] rei_c did a crossover drabble that is very good.

These two shows crossover better than ANYTHING I can think of that I'm following right now, because they actually both were canonically at Stanford at the same time. )

I really, really want there to be a way to work a Sam/Dean/Casey/Chuck orgy into this plot. But there isn't.

Oh man. That's a hell of a lot of plot for something I said I couldn't write because I had no plot for it. Would anyone read it, anyway?
dragojustine: (cons)
kay, so, I went to Wincon and I had the best time of my entire life. For serious, bar absolutley nothing. And I came out of Wincon with thousands and thousands of meta thinky thoughts and plot bunnies, and dozens of people who were so cool to meet who I really really want to meet again, and I discussed things with people that I just don't discuss with Real Life Non Fandom people, and it was intelligent and interesting and engaging and a complete and total relief in that "things that I find worth devoting headspace to are being validated rather than mocked, and my porn habits disgust no one" sort of way. Which? WINS.

And it's funny, because I had a choice between going to Wincon last weekend or going to that actual big commercial Supernatural convention next weekend, with Nathan Filion and Jared Padalecki and other cool people and... I'm really glad I made the choice I did. Because as cool as it would be to just stand next to Jared (and seriously, there are not enough men that tall in the world) what I really really NEED right now in my life are friends, not celebrity autographs. And I rarely actually make friends, in that, while I am fine at a little bit of chit-chat about the weather or whatever, I almost never feel like I have crossed that nebulous line from "awkward performance of social small talk ritual" to "really enjoying someone's company and wanting to be their friend" and that was happening all over the damn place at Wincon and it makes me happy. Happy in a way that might somewhat indicate my social patheticness and need for validation at this particular moment in my life, but whatever because it was FUN! Also? This will sound weird and melodramatic but there was this lovely fresh "out of the closet" sort of breeze about it, in that I devote TONS of headspace to things that I basically admit to nobody, so being friends with fangirls? Is a huge relief of that particular little neurosis.

So I met really really cool people and had fun )

And there were panels that were awesome )

and I kept getting these thinky thoughts )

And this weekend might have made me slightly more sex-obsessed than even before )

So in short, I had a BLAST. And in the week since Wincon I have been applying for (and not being contacted for, or turned down for) jobs at a fairly steady rate, and have just been devouring lj- back archives of fics and recs and meta from all these people I met at the con and I've been leaving comments like whoah which I never used to do and it's been so much fun I haven't even written anything of my own, either journal-wise or fic wise.

Except that I did drabble (prompt: any X-over, "You've just been out-geeked!"). Is it weird that my first fic ever posted online is such a random drabble? It just BIT me, and now there's this huge X-over fic idea in my head. And of course, I proofread poorly, so now the only peice of my writing that exists on the internet contains Offenses Against Verb Tense the like of which people rant about in badfic conversations. It's fun, hitting "post" and then promptly feeling like Exhibit A in The Need for Betas, isn't it?

Episode reactions to come, as well as other stuff. Maybe, at some point, I will actually write fic? I want to, now.


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